Physiognomy is not a guide that has been given us by which to judge of the character of men: it may only… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
The finest and most beautiful ideas on morals and manners have been swept away before our times, and nothing is left for… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
He who can wait for what he desires takes the course not to be exceedingly grieved if he fails of it; he,… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
Everything has been said, and we have come too late, now that men have been living and thinking for seven thousand years… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
A good author, and one who writes carefully, often discovers that the expression of which he has been in search without being… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
Life is short and tedious, and is wholly spent in wishing; we trust to find rest and enjoyment at some future time,… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
The fool only is troublesome. A plan of sense perceives when he is agreeable or tiresome; he disappears the very minute before… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
Men regret their life has been ill-spent, but this does not always induce them to make a better use of the time… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
I cannot forbid a person to marry several wives, for it does not contradict Scripture. MARTIN LUTHER, letter to Chancellor Gregory Brück, January 13,… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
The unfaithful woman, if she is known for such by the person concerned, is only unfaithful. If she is thought faithful, she is perfidious. — Jean De La Bruyere Copy Share Image
What greater weakness can there be than not to know what is the source of one's being, of one's life, of one's senses, of one's knowledge, and what is to be their end? What can be more deeply disheartening than to wonder whether one's soul is, perhaps, a material thing, like a stone or a reptile, corruptible like these base… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share
Some people pretend they never were in love and never wrote poetry; two weaknesses which they dare not own -- one of the heart,… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
How much wit, good-nature, indulgences, how many good offices and civilities, are required among friends to accomplish in some years what a lovely face… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
A man starts upon a sudden, takes Pen, Ink, and Paper, and without ever having had a thought of it before, resolves within himself… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
A man of variable mind is not one man, but several men in one; he multiplies himself as often as he changes his taste… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
He who knows how to wait for what he desires does not feel very desperate if he fails in obtaining it; and he, on… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
The court is like a palace built of marble; I mean that it is made up of very hard but very polished people. [Fr.,… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image